Date: Wed, 13 Oct 1999 04:34:31 EDT
From: Roarrr201@aol.com
Subject: Family Fuck Part 12

FAMILY FUCK
written by: Roarrr201@aol.com

Warning: If you are offended by graphic descriptions of sex between men,
you should stop reading now.

This story is a fantasy. People frequently have unsafe sex in it - please
don't feel encouraged to do the same. You might risk your life.


Family Fuck

Part XII

So Tuggart watched us only for some moments as Dad and me licked at each
others assholes like starved puppies. He sniggeed at my violent,
involuntarily climax, but then he stopped us and rearranged our bodies once
again according to his whims.

Basically we stayed in the same position as before: me on all fours above
Dad who lay on his back, his head right under my crotch, Tuggart behind
me. The sole difference was that Dad was now allowed to rest his feet on
the couch again. So his dick was right under my face - and it was rockhard
and throbbing. The thick, hard shaft that leaked with so much pre-cum that
his whole stomach swam with it was such a hot, mouth-watering sight that I
could hardly contain myself: I was dying to dive down and gulp the massive,
thickly veined rod down into my throat, to suck at it hard, to make him cum
in my mouth, coaxing the big load of creamy, hot jism out of his big balls
that seemed to boil there, ready to explode, but fearing the consequences I
refrained and just watched the huge cock that had sired me very, very
closely, admiring its strength and virile beauty.

It was very obvious what the Captain intended to do but since he was a a
pretty chatty guy he told us anyway:

"I'm now goin' to fuck your son, Henderson," he said in that authoritative,
booming voice of his, flexing his muscular pecs and arms to even more
impressive hardness and making his giant dick bounce up and down in front
of his crotch, "and I want you to watch closely how he takes my dick up his
ass. I figure this is the best way to watch real close, your head between
your boy's legs, right under his ass, don't you think? First row, so to
speak. Later on, when I've shoved my dick into this ass and start to fuck
your son for good I wanna feel your mouth and tongue on my balls. Got that,
slut cop? There's nothing like fuckin' a tight boy ass while someone is
suckin' and lickin' at your balls. And I guess it's even better when it's
the boy's Dad who's busy at your balls!"

Dad was indeed as close to my quivering asshole as I was to his hard,
drooling dick: I felt his hot breath on my balls and on the sensitive skin
between ballsack and ass crack. His heavy, excited breathing felt almost
like a touch and it gave me gooseflesh all over my buns. Hidden from the
Captain's sight under my heaving, sweating body Dad was bold enough to act
without the order or permission of our master of ceremonies: suddenly I
felt his lips close around my rapidly deflating cock that still drippled
with the last remains of the tidal wave of hot cum I had shot on his chest
only some seconds before. He just held the pulsing head of my dick in his
hot, wet mouth for some time, drinking down the last drops of the huge load
of jism that were pumped up by my aching balls, and then he ran his
slightly raspy tongue gently around the spent, shrinking shaft, sucking at
it very, very cautiously, knowing that only just a fraction of more
pressure would be unbearable for me right at that moment. My heart swelled
as I felt this tender, loving caress and the same warm contentment washed
over me that I had felt earlier on when Dad had winked at me before he took
Tuggart's monsterous dick so easily down his throat.

I noticed that Tuggart unbuckled his belt and began to drop his
pants. Taking advantage of his preoccupation I briefly licked at Dad's
magnificent dick with one long, gentle stroke of my wet tongue, starting at
the big head, then laving the whole length of the thick, throbbing shaft
with my spit all the way down to his huge balls. In instant reaction the
hard rod jerked violently and bounced up. The broad dickhead slapped at my
lips, coating them with a thin layer of sticky pre-cum, and then the
massive slab of man meat fell down onto his flat stomach again. We were
like two slaves who communicate by silent, secret signs under the very eyes
of their cruel master, establishing an affectionate bond between each other
against all odds.

Then Tuggart straightened himself again. He was ready.

I looked back over my shoulder for a brief moment and trembled once again
at the sight of his body - and at the sight of his cock. The air in the
room was so thick with the heady scent of sweat and cum and sex that it was
if a fog had decended down on us, but yet the Captain's striking image
almost branded my eyes. Now that he was at last bare assed too, he looked
even more imposing, even more intimidating in his agressive virility. His
thick legs were like two elegantly curved, strong columns. Accented by
bulging, hard muscles they tapered down to his knees and then curved again
with chiseled lower legs and ended with expertly sulptured ankles and
large, strong feet. That dark, shiny mat of wiry hair that covered his
broad, heavily muscled chest and his wash-board stomach was even thicker
around his crotch and then thinned only slightly on his long, brawny thighs
and lower legs. Once again my fingers itched like mad: I wanted to run my
hands over this incredibly hot body, to roam freely over every square inch
of that massive frame, to feel him all over, his neck, shoulders, arms,
chest, back, ass and legs; I longed to caress and explore the contours of
all those big, flexing muscles, to experience their rise and fall, their
hardness under the smooth, silky skin when they bulged up against my palm;
I wanted to trace every meaty curve and dent, to search and follow every
line and each wide plane of these hard slabs of muscle; I craved to enjoy
the tinkle of all those hairs while my fingers ran over this spectacular
body, brushing admiringly through that thick forest of stiff, black hair.

And I was once again over-awed at the sight of his dick: exploding from the
thick bush of crotch hair stood this mast, this club of male flesh, etched
with large, jagged, blood-gorged veins, perfectly shaped and measuring
really, against all probability, at least 12 inches. His balls seemed even
bigger, now that they could finally swing freely back and forth between his
strong, hairy thighs: they looked like a pair of nuts any stallion would be
eager to own and rolled easily, excitedly around in their tight-skinned
hairy sac. Oh, yeah, this man had got it all: he was really huge, really
hairy, and really hung!

And he was horny - horny as hell.

His giant cock throbbed and pulsed wildly and oozed with a generous flow of
pre-cum: Tuggart grabbed the thick, hard shaft with one of his big hands
and began to milk it for even more lube, spreading the clear fluid over the
smooth, delicately surfaced dickhead, and he cupped his huge balls with the
left hand as his right pumped slowly up and down the monsterous
rod. Tingling sensations ran through my body and I gasped.

Tuggart laughed, pleased by the mixture of admiration and fear in my
eyes. Then he said throatily:

"Like what you see, slut boy? Big, huh? Really big, huh?Yeah, bigger than
both your slut Dad and that shithead, your uncle, who fucked you like a
ragin' bull on that porch. He made you yell like your were nuts... just
wait how you'll scream when I fuck you as hard and fast and deep as he did
back then. I'm sure neighbors will call the police when they hear your
cries... pity that the police is already here! Nobody will come to your
rescue, boy! No police squad... no beat cop... no one... not your
hot-blooded uncle... least of all your Dad since he's down there, right
under your crotch and hot as hell to watch me fuck your ass with this big,
hard rod! Come on, Simon, touch it! Touch my dick... feel me up! Feel this
hot cock in your hand... try to close your fingers around it... and think
that it will go down into your ass in just a few moments. Up to the hilt!
All the way!"

My throat tightened and I felt suddenly very weak again. But yet my hand
moved upwards as if guided by some invincible magnetism while the Captain
stepped forward and stood at my side. My fingertips brushed across hot
flesh and instinctively my hand closed around the column of hard, throbbing
flesh that he pushed against my palm - or rather I tried to close my hand
around the big, fat shaft but it was too thick, way too thick! A gap of
several inches between my thumb and middle finger remained, no matter how
hard I squeezed the undulating, over-sized bar of man meat that was as
thick as a fire hose. I was excited beyond all means by this fullness, so
thick and distented and hard, that swelled my fingers. You could hold this
ramrod in your hand, timorous, dumb-founded by its massive pysical
presence, by the heat it emanated, by its incredible hardness under the
silkily soft skin, but you could never possess it with your groping,
fondling hand: it was simply too big, way too big , to experience this
wonder of powerful maleness just by touching it with your hand, no matter
how often you ran your hot, sweaty finger along its incredible dimensions,
no matter how hungrily, possessively you gripped the over-sized, throbbing
bar.

I moaned deep down in my chest and trailed my trembling fingers over this
dick of dicks, aching to explore the monumental member, circling the
contours of the enormous, fat head that was as large as a door-knob and
sticky with a thick layer of pre-cum. I felt it pop out of the slithery
foreskin as the huge shaft lenghtened and thickened in my hand, and traced
the thick, rich, rippling veins that pumped perceptively under the
burningly hot skin, moving farther and farther down. The wrist-thick rod
was as hard as steel but yet wonderously alive, jerking, pulsing, throbbing
in my exploring hand that slowly, methodically, worked its way down,
grobing inch after inch after inch of big, hard cock, down to the even
thicker base where two hands would have been necessary to hold this
monsterous pole of man meat that seemed to swell, to grow, to lengthen
endlessly under my grip. Almost frightened by the thickness of the shaft
near its base I moved my hand upwards again, caressing the smooth skin with
light fingers, squeezing the burningly hot rod hard from time to time, and
my heart raced at double speed when it throbbed in response and seemed to
swell even more, forcing my clutching hand wider apart.

"Oh, yeah, boy," whispered the Captain, "your hand feels good on my
dick... hot... really hot. You're ready now, boy... ready for a real
fuck... your first real fuck... for the fuck of your life! I can see
that... feel that! I can feel your excitement... your need... how you ache
for this rod... how you long to feel it up your ass! I bet your tight ass
is already hot... incredibly hot... itchin'... spasmin'... waitin' for this
rod. Huh, boy? Am I right, boy? Tell me! Tell your Dad, Simon!"

My voice was more than slightly slurred as I answered, still clutching the
unbelievable strong column of pulsing cock meat in my hand:

"Yeah, oh, yeah, Sir... I... I want you to fuck me... fuck me as hard as
you fucked my Dad. Sir, please, Sir... please, fuck me... fuck me now!"

And Tuggart complied to my urgent plea. Pinpricks of anticipation ran
through my whole body as he stepped behind me and I felt that my dick began
to swell and grow in Dad's lovingly sucking mouth, brought to an unexpected
life again not only by the hot caress of his wet, swirling tonge, but also
by the idea that the Captain's ramrod would now work its way into the depth
of my trembling body. I closed my eyes and made a silent vow not to scream
and yell when he entered me. I was positive that I would manage since I was
kind of used to take a big, hard cock up my ass: uncle Bob had fucked me
again and again with his ten inches of thick cock; Dad had banged my butt
only some moments before with his only slightly less huge cock; many of the
numerous men who had had my ass in the restroom had been endowed with an
over-sized cock; and all these men had proved to be experts in fucking ass,
masters of the art of riding a guy to glory by fucking his butt with
carefully timed, hard, deep, powerful shoves of thick, big dick. Oh, yeah,
I was already well experienced when it came to spread my legs and open up
my ass - but yet I waited anxiously for Tuggart's first thrust. After all,
he had simply the biggest and thickest dick I had ever seen and deep down
in my heart I feared that two inches more in length and also almost as many
additional inches in girth would make all the difference, no matter how
expertly my butt had been trained. And I was right. Thankfully, I didn't
knew that back then.

Had it been different I think I would have tried to break loose. Or would I
have reached behind me and grasped his hips and drawn him into me,
thrusting my butt backwards to impale my ass with his giant dick in just
one long, visciously strong shove? I'm not sure what I would have done; no,
I'm really not sure.

But since I had no idea what lay ahead of me I just waited. I sensed the
Captain's strong, muscular body behind me, emanating a strong heat and the
owerpowering scent of sweat and sex, and I trembled all over in lusty,
anxious anticipation. And then he stepped forward and the head of his dick
brushed across the glowing skin of my buttocks, coating it with a broad
trail of sticky, clear lube. Slowly the huge cockhead probed into the wet,
sweaty valley between my buns and I tensed as the hot bar of pulsing meat
and my spasming asshole made contact for the very first time. Tuggart's
slick cock slithered juicly over the puckered opening and a generous stream
of pre-cum began to flood my asscrack, making it even more slimy and greasy
than before.

Between clenched teeth the Captain grunted:

"Now, Henderson, watch out! Have a close look and learn how to take your
boy's tight ass and make him yell!"

My spit-covered cock slipped out of Dad's warm, wet mouth as he moved
backwards under me, bringing his eyes in line with my ass. Obviously he was
really eager to see how the Captain drilled his giant dick into my guts. My
throbbing dick bounced up and down under my heaving stomach and I felt that
the shaft got rapidly thicker and harder, swelling to undulating hardness
with a rush of hot blood, while my balls tickled and itched expectantly.

Huskily drawing out each syllable Tuggart then added:

"Here we go, slut boy!"

And he pressed forward, spreading my asscheeks further apart by pushing his
huge, fat cock against my quivering sphincter, using the strength of his
heavily muscled legs and his strong, hard butt to break behind that barrier
with the thick, pulsing rod of his man meat. I trembled as I felt that my
asshole began to gape open under the pressure. He pushed harder and I just
open right up and the tip of his broad, slick cockhead popped into me.

I had prepared myself for a stabbing pain, for at least some moments of
struggling, but instead I felt a burning heat that spread rapidly through
my whole body and seemed to become worse and worse with any second this rod
was in my ass. And I felt full, so full of big, hard cock that I thought I
could not take anymore although he had only just begun to shove his
monsterous cock down into my butt. A wave of sensations washed through my
body and suddenly I longed for a searing pain. It dawned on me that this
would be harder to take than even the most intense but passing ache: this
was not not just another hard fuck; this was an effort to seize possession
of my body, my mind, my whole being. Only a small fraction of the head of
Tuggart's fiery, monsterous dick stuck in my ass and already I felt not
only stuffed and impaled but paralyzed by the intense heat his pulsing rod
emanated; I felt suffocated, strangled even, by the wrecking spasms that
radiated through my body and rendered me spineless. Like a drowning man I
cried out with my last ounce of strength despite the silent vow I had made
only some seconds before:

"OHHHH GAWD, MAN... YOU'RE HUNG!YOU'RE BIG... TOO BIG... WAY TOO BIG!!"

Tuggart's voice betrayed no sign of any strain as he said:

"Sure thing, boy... they all say that... first they can't wait to feel my
dick in their ass... they beg... they whine... they go like 'Fuck me, Sir!
Please, Sir, please! Fuck me hard!...  just like you did... they bent over
in front of me... wriggle their hips... and spread their buns wide
apart... makin' sure that their asshole winks at me... and go on like
'Ohhh, give me your dick, Sir, give it to me, it's so big, shove it in, ram
home and fuck... fuck me... fuck me hard!'... but then... when they get
what they wanted... when I shove my dick into their asshole... all hard and
rigid.... when just the head is in... or only the tip of the head... then
they all change their mind... instantly... invariably... yellin' at the top
of their voice... goin' like 'Oh, no, it's too big, way too big, man, you
could kill me with that rod, you rip my ass apart, please, stop, please,
take it out!'... and you know what, boy... I really like it when that
happens.... it makes me hot... really hot and horny... and in response I
give it to them hard... really hard... shovin' more of my cock down into
their spasmin', clampin' asshole... spreadin' them wide... real wide... I
fucked your Dad... fucked him hard... although he screamed and
yelled... and I'm goin' to fuck you... no matter how loud you howl... no
matter how urgently you plead!"

He grabbed my hips, pulling himself forward, and more of that monster cock
went up my asshole. It felt wider open than ever before, dilated by this
incredibly thick cockhead. A strangled, inarticulate cry came out of my
throat, but like before it was not a cry of physical pain: I yelled in
desparation, frightened by the unbearable heat that washed through my body
and seemed to consume all my nerves and scald my brain, fighting against
the invasion of an alien being, a dybbuk, who made me his own and
transformed me against my will. But it was no use: suddenly I saw Tuggart
in my mind. I saw him with my tightly shut eyes as he stood behind me,
taking my ass, his huge biceps bulging up with the effort to hold my
writhing body in place; I saw how small and hard his waist was, how broad
his shoulders, how big and meaty and hairy his chest and arms were, and how
all these imposing muscles flexed and tensed as he forced his hard cock
into my ass; I saw how he sweated, glowing with a gleaming layer of the
smelly fluid; I saw his giant dick, buried already for a small part in my
quivering asshole while many more inches of thick, hard, trobbing cock meat
were still outside, waiting to be shoved down into my guts. And I felt what
a big cock he had as he drilled more minute portions of his broad cockhead
into my tight, clamping ass, opening it more and more, drilling deeper and
deeper, feeding me more and more of his hard dick.

My resistance crumbled to nothing and I gave in to the heat, the wrecking
spams, to his dick and to my lust : my whole body went suddenly limp and I
let my pent up breath out in a long sigh. Right after that I heard a series
of deep chested, excited groans and it took me some moments to realize that
I made this sounds myself while the Captain surged forward again, shoving
another inch of his invading dick into me. And then, finally, I felt my ass
contract behind the crown of his fat cock, snapping tight hard around the
thick, pulsing shaft of man meat that stretched on and on behind that broad
rim. Involuntarily I groaned:

"OHHH, MAN, IT'S BIG... SO GODDAMN BIG!" - and it sure sounded very
different from my first cry.

Tuggart chuckled since the change wasn't lost on him. I didn't have to wait
for his comment:

"There you are, slut boy! You're just like your Dad... and like all the
other sluts... first they put up a fight... all this screamin' and
yellin'... like I'm rippin' them apart... rapin' them... but then... when I
shove my dick in anyway... feed them more cock... drivin' inch after inch
up that ass... despite all those pleas to stop... all that whimperin' that
it hurts... that they want me to stop... then they suddenly start to
pur... to sigh and moan... babblin' about my dick all the time... that it's
soooo big.... soooo incredibly thick.... soooo hard and hot... and then
they start to shove back... impatient suddenly for more of my dick... for
all of it... they begin to fuck themselves... with my cock... doin' all the
work... tryin' to cram even more of my cock into their hole... while I
watch as they push themselves backwards onto my dick...  tryin' to make
sure they've got it all down into their ass... goin'
wild... whimperin'... beggin' me again to fuck them... to fuck them
hard... really hard... and you, my boy, are enterin' that phase now,
right?... now you want more... more of my big, hard cock... all the 12
inches, right?... now you want to push back hard... to grab my hips and
pull me into you... into your hot, aching ass! I know that, slut boy... but
I think you should let your Dad know too, huh? Remember he can just see
your ass, spread wide by my dickhead. I'm sure he wants to hear from you,
Simon... all the things that are on your mind right now... how your
feel... what you want... so, tell your Dad, Simon... tell him how a slut
boy feels when his ass is impaled with a 12 inch cock!"

My mind reeled and I gasped, offended by this new nerve, but then Tuggart
drilled another inch of thick, hard dick into my ass and suddenly I heard
my own voice, falteringly at first, but then gaining in confidence:

"Oh, Dad... he's right... absolutely right! He got me on the hook
now... literally... I... I tried to fight... but something made me give
in... right when he pushed that thick head of his dick in my ass... it
feels hot... so hot in my ass... and not just there... the heat is
everywhere...in my whole body... like I'm in a fever... and it's
increasin'... makin' me hotter and hotter by the second... he's like a
wizard... an invincible wizard... only he doesn't need a wand... got one on
him already... it's part of his body... and he's pushin' it into
me... spreadin' my ass with that wand... makin' me want him... and his huge
rod... madly... transformin' me... eradicatin' my mind... so that I can
think nothing else than 'Fuck me! Fuck me hard with your big, hard dick!
Fuck me, Sir! Fuck me hard!'... nothing else... and I want to say
it... want to beg him... beg him for more of that incredible big dick! You
know this feeling, Dad... you've done it too... begged him to fuck you
hard... screamin' at the top of your voice... and I'm like you... just like
you... I'm crazy for this monster cock... I'm a cum-crazy slut... like you,
Dad... just like you... and I want to be fucked hard and fast and deep
now... fucked by you, Captain... til I feel your hot cream spurtin' in my
ass, Sir!"

And Dad seemed to understand: suddenly I felt his tongue on my spasming
asshole. The wet, pointed tip trailed slowly, gently over the lower part of
my widespread sphincter, laving the strained skin with a soothing layer of
hot spit. The tight opening relaxed under this wet caress and Tuggart's
dick slid deeper down. The Captain liked that:

"Yeah, slut cop," he said, "lick your son's ass while I feed him my
cock. Seems to loosen him up... this way I might get in more easily... and
have him ready for a good, hard ride... for the real fuck... since this is
only the beginning, Simon... wait till I fuck you... fuck you so hard that
I'll ram the cream out of your balls!"

And suddenly I felt impatient, just as the Captain had predicted: my round,
firm butt flexed against the hard-muscled belly that pressed against it, as
if it had a will of its own, aching for more, even more of that fullness
that was threatening to split my body wide open, and I heard myself shout
out:

"Ohhh, shit, man... holy shit! I... I wanna get fucked! Get fucked now!
Give me your hard dick...  oh, shit...  I wanna feel you... inside me! Sir,
please, fuck me, Sir! I need your big, hard dick...  all of it...  all of
your fuckin' 12 inches... up my aching asshole! Now! Fuck me, man! Please!
Ram your big...  hot...  joint...  up my ass!"

"You said it, boy," Tuggart said and his voice became suddenly dark and
menacing again, "you said it! So... by personal
request... here... HERE... COMES... MY DICK! AND IT'S ALL YOURS, SLUT
BOY!!"

I felt his strong hands on my hips again and then his thick bar of man
meat, this tree trunk of a hard, throbbing dick, suddenly went down into my
ass with an inconceivable power: it slid forward into my welcoming,
accepting asshole with brute force, entering my body like a missile that
moves faster and faster before it hits the target, stretching my butt wider
apart than ever before, transforming it into a big, slick fuck tube, and
then there was one final thrust downward and then our bodies were flush
against each other, crotch and belly hot and moist against my buttocks and
my lower back. He shoved his giant dick down into my ass in just one long,
visciously strong shove and I yelped and groaned in response and felt that
my free-swinging dick leaped and became even thicker and harder with each
inch that went down into my guts. He had so much cock, and he kept shoving
it in, feeding me more and more of his 12 hard inches, and every single
inch gave me more and more of this hot thrill that radiated through my body
and made my mind spin and my stiff dick jerk and drool like a broken
faucet. And then I felt his pubic hair scratch at my buns and I couldn't
help myself, I just had to yell:

"OHHHH, HELL, TOO GODAMN... HOT... BIG... SEXY... FUCKIN'... HARD!"

Tuggart laughed hoarsely, flexed his ass cheeks and ground himself once
again, as hard as he could, as deep as he could manage, giving my
super-hungry asshole the last possible fraction of an inch of his
super-sized cock. I also heard Dad gaps hard under me and saw his thick,
hard dick jerk violently right under my down-turned face.

>From then on we just fucked - fucked out brains out.

I moaned, whimpered, and rotated my totally impaled asshole round and
round, corkscrewing Tuggart's giant, throbbing dick in the hot tunnel of my
clenching, contracting, massaging asshole, until we both were writhing,
squirming, thrashing, the Captain's body rising and falling, plunging and
retreating with violent force, driving his huge rod deep inside me, pulling
it out to the tip of his broad, lube-oozing dickhead, them ramming it back
again, sliding forward, burying himself to the balls in my clutching,
convulsing butthole as if trying to reach up into my stomach, to crash
through my chest.  I tossed my head around in agony, and hunched my hips,
fucking myself with the monsterous dick that stuck up my ass, feeling inch
after inch after inch of hot, throbbing dick gliding out of my quivering
body, leaving an aching emptiness behind, a kind of vacuum that had to be
filled again, then grinding my ass back hard and firmly onto the
gut-tickling hugeness of that ramrod. My own cock lurched wildly, dancing
to each of my movements while a steady flow of thick pre-cum oozed out of
gaping, pulsating cock-lips and long dribbles of the clear lube coated
Dad's chest and throat. Gradually I rose to a higher and higher level of
arousal, shouting out loud:

"Ohhhh, Christ, holy fuckin' Christ! You got a dick for fuckin' hot ass,
man! Fuck me! Shit, man... you drive me wild! Fuck my asshole... and ram
the cream out of my balls! Cum... cum in my ass... and make me cum! Fuck! I
love... love your dick, Captain! Sure love it... every fuckin'
inch... can't get enough! Fuck my boy ass, Sir! Fuck me as hard... as
you've fucked Dad! And give me as just as much of your hot cum as you shot
up his ass! It was a huge load... really huge... I know that... had to lick
it out of his ass... so I won't be cheated... I want... a load as big as
that! Hot, sticky cop cum... up my boy ass! Fuck... fuck me,
Captain... FUCK MY ASS, SIR!"

Squirming in an erratic rhythm, moving back and forth, back and forth,
faster and faster on Tuggarts's monsterous dick, I rotated my hips and
flexed my lean buttocks, and moaned and groaned with each inch of thick,
hard cock that pistoned in and out of my spasming ass. The Captain's huge,
hairy balls bounced and slapped in the sweaty valley between my thighs and
my ass cheeks and I heard that his breathing became short, labored, raspy
in his throat, as he thrust his hips forward again and again, shoving his
dick into my aching asshole, slamming the thick shaft up my strangling butt
with all his might, fucking me like a true master, changing the gears
deliberately, pumping his dick hard and fast for long moments, long and
deep, then for a change suddenly slow and easy, then even harder and faster
as before, but clearly heading to the zenith of sensation, to the pinnacle
of ecstasy, all the time, driving me wild with his deep-probing, jerking
rod, banging me like I had never been fucked before with miles of fiery rod
that went in and out of my clenching asshole with maddeningly speed and
force.

During most of these long, unbearable hot minutes I felt Dad's tongue,
swirling, licking, lapping at my balls, brushing with almost sandpaper
roughness at the ultra-sensitive skin between my legs and at my well-fucked
asshole. Again and again the agile strong muscle brushed over my quivering
ass-lips, turned to the outside by Tuggart fast-moving, pumping dick, and
Dad licked around the pistoning shaft with real gusto, laving it again and
again with his hot spit, and he even tried to probe inside my ass beside
the deep-driving, thick shaft with the pointed tip of his tongue. When his
mouth was gone for some moments I heard noisy, slurping sounds and
Tuggart's increasingly labored breathing told me that Dad was busy at his
balls, sucking hard at those golf-ball sized orbs.

I was gasping for air and sobbing helplessy, tossing my head, my whole body
shuddering dreadfully, totally absorbed and possessed by the fuck I
received from Tuggart who filled me again and again with the power and
strength of his monsterous, hammering cock while I rocked backwards,
grinding my ass against his crotch, eager to meet his pistoning rod,
impaling myself with his big, hard meat. My heart hammered, my breath
whistled, and my head felt ready to explode. I was coming close and on
impulse I suddenly lunged forward, bringing my head down into Dad's lap,
and I gobbled his throbbing, drooling dickhead between my lips, ran my
tongue round and round on its smooth, slick surface, collecting all the
pre-cum I could lap up, and then sank steadily down to the massively thick,
vein-roped base of his huge cock, wanting it all in me, down in my mouth
and throat, just as I wanted Tuggart's giant dick down in my guts.

I sucked and moaned and whimpered and thrust my hips and clamped my
asshole, breathless with the overpowering absorption of my senses as I was
suddenly impaled from both sides: I sucked on Dad's wildly thumping hardon
and heard him groan deep down in his chest, I felt his wet, juicy tongue
swirling around my gaping, burningly hot asshole, and Tuggart fucked me as
if he tried to pulverize my prostate with his fierily hot, deep-driving
dick. We writhed and squirmed together and the room reverbarated with lusty
groans and deep-chested, husky cries. I sucked and sucked on Dad's cock,
and he began to hump his hips against my face, just as fast and hard as I
humped my hips to meet Tuggart's ramming cock, and Dad drove his explosive
dick deeper and deeper into my willing, resilient throat and I slurped
hungrily, greedily for the prize, for his cum, my own father's sperm, for
the very substance that been at the beginning of my life. I gurgled and
moaned and sucked, clamping my lips tightly around the thick, throbbing
shaft that slid into me at top speed. And then I felt Tuggart's hand at my
head, and he pressed my face down into Dad's sweaty, smelly crotch and
snarled:

"Yeah, cop, fuck his face! Fuck your boy's mouth with your thick, hard
dick... while I bang his ass! Thick hard cop dick for both his holes... I
bet he loves that... goes crazy with two cocks shoved into him at the same
time... one for his wet, hot mouth... one for the slick, tight ass... and
two loads of hot cop cum... ready to be shot into him... one into this
greedy mouth... one into his clamping ass... to flood this boy slut with
sticky cop sperm... to fill him up from both ends at the same time!"

And he pushed his thick, hard dick down into my ass with even more
enthusiasm and strength. I groaned around Dad's dick in my throat while
Tuggart slammed his cock into my slimy ass in yet another series of long,
relentlessly strong jabs, making me grunt with every vicious stroke,
shoving my body forward so that Dad's huge dick went even further down into
my aching, bruised throat. I was impaled by two hard, throbbing dicks and
realized that now at last both men fucked me for real maybe for the first
time. The Captain vigorously rammed his monsterous dick up my ass and I got
all the fat, thick inches of his giant cock up my aching, burning ass again
and again. I was squirming on his huge, deep-driving dick, really
responding to the brutal fucking he gave me, wriggling my ass, greedily
taking all those inches of incredibly hard dick, panting for it while my
own cock was hard as steel and dripping with even more pre-cum that coated
Dad's chest and throat. At the same time my mouth was fucked too: Dad
rocked his big dick deep into my gulping throat, and he intensified his
tempo skillfully and his strokes became more forceful, more erratic and
jabbing, and his huge meat throbbed and jerked in the depths of my
swallowing throat. I gobbled and slobbered on the thick shaft, drooling to
have his big cock in my mouth while the Captain roughly pronged my hot ass,
holding my hips and ramming his cock so fast and hard into my stuck out ass
that my whole body shook and trembled with each of his drilling, powerful
lunges.

Like all the really good things in life it didn't last - it had to end
however much I wanted it to go on and on forever.

Gradually Dad's rocking hips became a jackhammer of unbridled need, and he
fucked my mouth with long, deep-driving, hard-pumping strokes of throbbing,
pulsing cock, pistoning in and out of my throat and mouth, while Tuggart
drove his dick into me like a madman, grounding his hips and belly and ass
in eccentric circular movements, fucking me like a huge machine that is out
of control and at the brink of explosion, with ever rising force, trying to
drive his hard cock even deeper into my ass. And I went crazy with all that
cock in me, with Dad's nine hard inches up my throat, and Tuggart's twelve
thick inches up my ass, squirming in lust, sticking my ass out so the
heavily muscled police officer behind me could fuck the hell out of me,
slurping and sucking the hard, throbbing shaft of Dad's dick at the same
time, groaning and moaning, impaled front and back on hot, hard driving
dick, and I took these huge, deep-driving cocks eagerly, willingly, and
both men fucked me and fucked me and fucked me, until I was a sweat-soaked
heap of shivering muscle, a real slut, jerking uncontrollable between their
heavily muscled, massive bodies and their stiff, hard dicks.

Tuggart's booming dark voice rose above the noise, the slapping, juicy
sounds and Dad's and mine lusty moans as he grunted:

"Yeah, boy, you're hot to get it up his ass... hot for big, hard
dick... each time I give to you... ram my dick up your tight, slick
ass... you squirm and moan... right at the brink of cummin',
right?... cummin' without even touchin' your dick of course... like I
said... I'll ram the cream out of your balls... and make you cum like you
never came before... while your Dad shoots his load down your
throat... blastin' the back of your head of with his hot load... chokin'
you with a torrent of sticky jism... and you'll scream and groan and
shout... and cum and cum and cum... while we fill you with hot, sticky cop
jism till you can take no more... till it oozes out of your mouth and out
of your ass... since it's too much... simply too much to take for one guy!
Listen, Henderson... I'm comin' close now... real close to cummin' up this
tight, hot boy ass... and I want you to cum at the same time... in your
slut boy's mouth! Got that, cop? So make sure... make sure you're ready to
unload... to explode... to shoot... to cum... RIGHT WHEN I CUM!"

Dad grunted enthusiastically, signaling that he was ready too. I felt his
hot breath at my balls and pictured him under me, staring wide-eyed from up
close at my snapping, clutching asshole, as Tuggart fucked me harder and
harder, spreading my butthole wider and wider apart with his giant cock and
with each of his powerful, deep-driving shoves, and then I suddenly heard
Dad's voice as he shouted:

"Yeah, cop, fuck that boy! Fuck my son's ass, Captain! Fuck him
hard... real hard... take his butt... drive him over the edge... with your
big, hard prick... rammin' in and out at top-speed... like an air
hammer... plungin' deep... real deep... hot... so incredibly, fuckin'
hot... never saw a dick like that... takin' a man's ass like that... with
such strength... power... stamina! Yeah, Captain, I'm ready... ready to cum
any second... cum with you... ready to shoot my big, hot load into my
boy... into his greedy, hot mouth... fuckin' biggest load ever... because
this is so hot... seein' you fuck his ass, Captain... seein' him go wild
with your huge, hard dick in his butt! So fuck my son, you big-cocked, hot
cop stallion! Fuck him hard!!"

Both men went on to ram their big, hard pricks into my aching body,
groaning in excitement and effort as they drove their throbbing cocks deep
down into my aching asshole and into my cum-thristy throat and I felt how
both dicks jerked and pulsed, spasmed and convulsed in me and expanded
frighteningly in length and girth and power and then both men groaned and
cried in lust and heat, humping wildly into me, fucking me harder and
harder, and suddenly I felt Dad's lips closing around my bouncing balls and
he gulped both the hairy orbs down into his hot, wet mouth, and then sucked
at them hard, really hard, up to the very edge of pain, and then the air
was filled with muffled screams and cries, and dams seemed to burst in my
body and in Dad and Tuggart too, right at the same time, and I felt hot cum
squirting out of Dad's huge dick and masses of hot, sticky semen spewed
violently into my mouth, filled it to the point of overflowing, and I
gulped it down, gurgling, gagging, jism-drinking, as wave after wave of
sweet, creamy cum shot onto my tongue, splashed the walls of my throat and
ran down into my stomach, and then the Captain rammed his cock so far up my
ass it felt like it would met Dad's dick that was still jammed down my
throat somewhere in my stomach, and he dug his strong fingers so violently
into my hips that it hurt and cried out and I felt as his giant dick
started to fire off inside my ass, erupted with violent vollies of hot
spunk, filling me with his thick juices, sending his creamy jism endlessly
deep inside me, and then I felt my balls explode and came too, brought off
just by the feeling of those two throbbing, pulsing, jerking dicks that
filled me with hot cum at the same time, and I whimpered and tossed my head
as much as the limitation of Dad's huge, strangling dick deep in my gullet
would allow, and my balls exploded in a blast of shattering sensations and
- just as Tuggart had predicted - I came and came and came and came, my cum
spraying once again all over Dad's already extremely slick chest, forming a
strange pattern of huge, white spots that shot out of my dick like there
would be no end to my climax, just as there was no end to the two broad
stream of cum that spurted and gushed into my mouth and into my ass and
filled me with so much hot sperm that it seemed to soak my whole body from
inside.

Finally Tuggart slumped down on me, panting, gasping, fighting for his
breath just as hard as Dad and me, and I found myself once again sandwiched
between these two sweaty, muscular bodies that still squirmed in the
aftermath of yet another shattering climax - only that the Captain seemed
to be even heavier this time. He nearly crushed me with his massive frame
and I was pinned down onto Dad's heaving, slick, cum-coated body. His
softening dick still buried in my now gently sucking mouth I was unable to
move even my hands, not to speak of my legs or arms.

Slowly the room went quiet as our breathing became more regular again and I
waited impatiently to be released from my awkward position. But Tuggart
didn't move. He lay on top of me, his throbbing, cum-dripping dick still
embebbed in my sloppy butthole, motionless, his head buried at my shoulder,
his limp arms above my head, and I felt his hot breath on my skin. He
seemed to enjoy my silent struggle against all the pounds of his solid,
hard, fatless muscles that pressed me down onto Dad's glowingly hot body
and made his still amazingly thick and hard cock twitch in my ass from time
to time, making sure that even the smallest and very last glob of his cum
went into my ass.

Right when I was about to open my mouth to complain I sensed some commotion
above my head. Fotsteps seemed to approach the heap of heaving flesh, of
entangled arms and feet, that we formed on the couch, and then I heard a
soft, metalic 'click'.

I knew that sound.

I had heard it only some hourse before when the hot orgy in the restroom
had come to an abrupt end thanks to the intervention of those under-cover
cops: it was the sound handcuffs make when they are closed around the
wrists of the culprit.

Only this time it were Captain Tuggart's wrists that were bound, not mine.


(to be continued)

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